Night came quickly.
Too quickly.
The pack was on alert.
Guards stationed at every entrance.
Patrols doubled.
Whispers spreading quietly through the territory.
But inside the pack house—
Lyra couldn’t rest.
She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at nothing.
Her thoughts refused to settle.
They were watching…
Waiting…
For me.
Her chest tightened.
“This doesn’t make sense,” she whispered.
Her wolf stirred softly this time.
Not restless.
Not aggressive.
Just… aware.
It will.
Lyra frowned slightly.
“You keep saying that.”
No answer.
Just silence.
A knock came at her door.
Lyra stiffened.
“Lyra.”
Kael.
Her heartbeat changed instantly.
“Come in,” she said.
The door opened slowly.
Kael stepped inside.
Calm as always.
But his eyes—
More focused than usual.
“We ne
